I just read an article today. Maybe many of you have read it also since it was floating around on big FB.

It’s titled, “The Happiest People Are Those Who Realized That God Is Enough,” written by Rania Naim.

Catchy, right?!

After reading it, it’s not only catchy, it's true.

I am going to stress that I just came off of having a WONDERFUL week last week. I felt GREAT! I truly believe that God knew I need last week to restore after a couple of awful weeks.

Looking back on the week, I know exactly why I felt so great.

God.

Last week, God was enough. It wasn’t a week that I got a whole bunch of things done. Nor was it a week that was filled with a whole bunch of happy events. 

Nothing extraordinary happened. Actually, I had a couple of big disappointments.  

But it was still AWESOME.

How can that be?

The world tells us that to be happy, we have to have good things happen to us. We need to have those brand-new shoes, the perfectly kept house,...

The other day I came across a Facebook post where a woman was complaining about how she believed friends where hard to come by and keep.  Especially Christian ones.  At the end she was asking for other women's thoughts and advice.

After reading, I had this "ah ha" moment.  I knew I had to write a comment back along with expand on this topic more with you.

First, let me share what shocked me. 

At any other time in my past I would have agreed with this woman. BUT I DON’T AGREE ANYMORE!

This was an absolutely joyous moment for me.

You see, I never had good friends growing up.  I wasn’t necessarily “disliked”, but I was not “liked” either.  I would say, I was the girl who was forgotten about. Of course, this is just my thoughts about my past.  Someone else might disagree.  But the point is, that is how I identified myself for the longest time.  

Since I identified...

Just the other day it was a beautiful, sunny, 70 degree, fall day.  The leaves are turning brilliant yellow, orange and red while being contrasted by the bright green of the luscious grass.  It was glorious.  One of those days you wish would last all year.

That’s actually what the announcer on our local Christian radio station said.  She made a comment to the effect that everyday should be like this until mid-May.

Oh, that sounded lovely!

But… for only about one minute.

I was driving to pick up my kiddos from school when I heard her comment.  I hate to admit this, but I often start day dreaming in the car.  At this particular time, that’s exactly what I started to do.  I started to imagine what life would be like if every day was like that glorious day.  How we could play outside every day.  How we would be able to take in this stunning portrait of nature that God was giving.  How we could go biking, hiking...